The Many Decisions, But We Still Met. ....................................................................................................................................................... When not known leaving a mind blown you reach out without a doubt about jumping the fence then realizing ignorance, its bliss never nothing to miss. No information to receive any dramatization of he said, she said Intelligence residing within your head, live the fullest life and refuse to lye dead. Its knowledge through power that we all devour, but where to stand in our final hour? We speak out of term so we can learn to let some people burn and help ones who are in need. The few refusing greed that would invite others to feed with them at their expense & never asking for recompense. Instead sharing respect topped with common sense. Fighting & dividing the writing on the wall written by those that chose to fall for the deception during a social reception, buying lies by the trillions. One week later replaced by fill-ins, burdened by their hate filled anger as it decays the psyche. Too blinded, the solution they cant see or attempt to reach for what could be... Redesigning For the people demand to We. But from all the people in this entire world you met me, from decisions made & choices to be. Dont use your brain to see, let it come from the heart to truly be free. All we are in life are who we meet & what we make, no time for posers & cut away the fakes. Avoid stressing what you can afford, Live to your fullest potential looking at your time of death as that grand reward. The release of bonds & chains that neglect our rights to gain, weather it be power or fame, happiness to pain, reaching pride & tumble to shame, or falling in love to realizing its a game, and laughing with loved ones then crying in the rain. Playing Blackjack flipping cards by chance, hoping & praying to find real, true romance. To shed this soft heart defense. Fate you may not believe & see destiny as a joke, but think of the smile you had every morning seeing family as you woke. Just another day to the many, but a journey to us lucky few. To think, you wouldnt be reading this if I didnt take a gamble & talk to you. So I ask, do you feel regret? Anything about me make you fret? Maybe you havent decided yet. Just know Im unique beyond original, rarely stale and if attempted you might pass my shell. But you could find hell, carried in a bucket hanging in my well with many stories & tales to tell. Its a choice in your hand if its answers you demand, throw the questions you command to the place I presently stand. There Ill share the knowledge you seek as we begin, becoming friends making the start that may never end just twist or bend, you need time? Ask & I will lend without hesitation & no complication or competition from a similar situation avoiding creating any compilation for misrepresentation of this possible friendly relation, ignoring past reputation setting it ablaze by conflagration...... Dismiss this rotation of words. I write to be heard! Not for any to be lured into a confined area. Dilute any hysteria its time to be calm, were committing no wrong. Continue down our path, be it short or maybe long, but only we write the words to this awkwardly composed song. To be sung through life with a choir, but be who you are. Let me look into your eyes, bright with fire! Ill fill with determination for this to reach fruition, but still remains a few explanations of who I was to who I am. Then & today from when I was young in the yard I played, to junior high where social grouping weighed. High school walking the halls with my smile facade slightly dismayed, and the present with care in my heart thats never delayed. A family complete is my goal & that Ill achieve by the strength in my soul. What of you today & your past? If you choose to divulge curiosity, anything at all no complicity, take your time & be comfortable with me. To refresh things my name is Mitch, collectively known as Shadow or even GK. Does that help? Or make you want to go away? Thats ok, honesty is all I seek. But few may think these words meaningless and weak, thats their choice because its my Friends I write for. The people I know to be true, through thick and thin their hands theyd lend; I couldnt care for them more. With this journey of words drawing to a close, think of the day we met. I was an everlasting poison you took with a high dose. Thank you for being a friend By: Ryan M Cox
Posted on: Mon, 21 Jul 2014 06:47:19 +0000
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